Chapter 1319: Eleven Emperors!===GLOSSARY===

On the azure dome, the vortex roared at this moment, its rising sound surpassing Lei Ting.

It spread throughout Eastern Wanggu.

Like heavy heartbeats, it echoed in the chests of all beings, shaking the hearts and souls of myriad races.

At the same time, on the Eastern Wanggu continent, the poisonous plants growing in various regions, which had not completely withered...

... shook in this instant,

as if welcoming!

Subsequently, within the azure vortex, a dark-purple miasma surged forth with the force of overturning mountains and seas, bursting out from within.

It tumbled toward the outside world, in an instant obscuring the sky and blotting out the sun.

Moreover, within that miasma, a slender figure appeared.

Like a black-ink silhouette.

At the moment of its appearance, the poisonous plants across all regions of Eastern Wanggu blossomed in unison!

The poisonous intent, in this instant, rose upon the laws and rules of Eastern Wanggu.

And the source of all this was precisely the figure within the miasma.

He, was stepping out!

Clad in a black-silk long robe that hung like a night waterfall, its hem stained with frost crystals condensed from his intrinsic poison, flashing with an eerie gleam.

His black hair unbound, falling like crow feathers, with ghostly green phosphorescence drifting between the strands, as if myriad tiny poisonous snakes in the shadows flicked their tongues.

Even more astonishing, the twelve-petaled mark etched on his brow, intertwined and forming a distorted beautiful face.

Shocking to behold!

It was Li Mengtu!

His appearance caused all the myriad races of Eastern Wanggu and the holy land cultivators paying attention to this place to have their hearts and souls violently shaken.

"The second quasi-immortal!"

Within the human imperial capital, Ning Yan drew a sharp breath.

In Feng Haijun, Yao Hou and others perceived this scene through special means, equally shaken.

Also, the Mingnan Shizi and others in the Yue Sacrifice Great Domain, as well as cultivators of myriad races, all had their hearts and souls tumultuous.

And at the Empress's side, her pupils contracted.

"This person is also a quasi-immortal! Though not as formidable as the previous one, yet the aura on his body surpasses that Yi Yanzi by too much!"

As the Empress felt intense apprehension in her heart, Li Mengtu in midair swept his gaze across the four directions, looking upon this world.

"This place, is it Eastern Wanggu..."

Li Mengtu drew a deep breath.

According to the records of his family's ancestral origin, he clearly... his ancestors came from Eastern Wanggu.

At this moment, boundless emotion welled up in his heart, and he was about to continue speaking.

But Xing Huanzi's voice sounded, cold and detached.

"What are you doing blocking the way? Having descended, hurry and make way for others!"

Li Mengtu, upon hearing this, snorted, yet still made way.

Almost as he stepped aside, the azure vortex behind him roared again.

This time, mountains first appeared.

One after another illusory mountain peaks suddenly materialized outside the vortex, and at the moment of their appearance, the mountains of Eastern Wanggu also trembled.

And within the shadow of those layered mountain peaks in midair, a woman stepped forth upon the mountains.

This woman had a beautiful and clear countenance, a high and straight nose bridge, lip color like vermilion dots, carrying a touch of the chill of mountain-top snow.

She wore a moon-white wide-sleeved flowing immortal dress, its hem embroidered with layered distant mountain indigo shadows, the blue-gray patterns flowing with her steps, as if mountain peaks floated and sank in clouds and mist.

As she walked, stone paths condensed beneath her feet in midair, and the mountains behind her continuously rumbled, as if paying homage to her.

It was Yuan Shan Su!

She was not alone; in the mountain shadows behind her, there was another figure, seeming to overflow from a fissure in hell, bearing a broken sword, descending.

This person wore a tattered crow-blue long robe, hair gray-white with a few strands of scarlet, haphazardly tied with a white bone hairpin, the tail ends congealed with black blood scabs, as if after being chopped by a sword and left to grow randomly.

His expression was gloomy and cold; as he walked, the murderous intent surging in his eyes was like an evil ghost beneath a deep pool, as if he would at any moment drag a person into the abyss of eternal calamity.

Especially the broken sword he bore on his back.

The hilt was wrapped in half-rotten human skin, the blade covered in fine cracks, from which oozed dark-purple evil qi.

This qi was heaven-shaking, continuously spreading in all directions.

Faintly, the cries of beings could be heard within, chanting life-and-death incantations.

He, naturally, was Xie Lingzi!

The myriad races of Eastern Wanggu had their hearts and souls shaken once more.

The Empress even instinctively retreated a few steps; in her view, the first to appear belonged to the supreme, the second to appear was also not weak, as for the third... it was breathtaking.

But this fourth... was evil to the extreme!

And they, were all quasi-immortals, all emperors!

Most importantly, the aura within the vortex was still erupting.

The strength of this aura roared the world, heaven and earth changed color, causing the cultivators of the human race of Eastern Wanggu to tremble, and even the various races of other domains instinctively revered it.

It also caused the holy land cultivators who had previously descended to experience violent palpitations.

Especially those quasi-immortals of the holy lands scattered in the eight directions, who felt it more intensely; they clearly sensed that whether it was these few who had descended, or the aura within the vortex, any one of them... actually surpassed that Yi Yanzi!

And... this descent was still continuing!

The entire Eastern Wanggu, at this moment, was trembling.

And just as all parties were tense and trembling, closely watching this moment.

In the vortex above the human race, sword cries echoed back and forth.

The myriad troops scattered, forming sword shapes, and shot out from within the vortex!

At the moment of their appearance, heaven and earth trembled, as if sun and moon shone together.

The myriad swords of Eastern Wanggu rang out in unison.

Countless observers of this place instinctively turned their gaze, even the divine beings who had poured their divine sense into this place experienced ripples in their divine sense at this moment.

Truly, these two swords radiated immortal qi that shook the heavens, and possessed a liveliness beyond the ordinary!

They were peerless treasures of the present age!

Among them, the Qianjun sword was three feet three inches long, its blade like crystallized melted snow, transparent and flowing with fine starlight within, its spine engraved with silver cloud-and-thunder patterns.

The Piyi sword was slightly shorter by about an inch, its blade a jade-green hue, its surface carved with layered mountains and waterfalls, its edge thin as a cicada's wing yet unmatched in sharpness.

At this moment, the twin swords shone together, circling the eight directions; wherever they passed, the void froze like ice, leaving behind pale blue sword traces.

Moreover, the sound of sword cries transmitted to the nine heavens, echoing the boastful words Qianjun and Piyi had prepared for themselves.

"Qianjun, the main killer!"

"Piyi, the main guardian!"

"United, they can shatter the stellar ring and break through the barriers of myriad realms; divided, they can protect the myriad beings of the human race from supernatural assault!"

These three sentences spread to all eight directions, causing all observers to have their hearts and spirits violently shaken, while the vortex's roar continued to intensify; this time, four figures descended simultaneously.

One of them was a burly man, who came carrying a blade, his stature towering like an iron tower, broad-shouldered and thick-backed, his hair tied haphazardly into a ponytail with animal hide rope, his eyes sharp beyond compare.

At his waist hung nineteen divine fang pendants, each tooth engraved with the name of a divine platform he had slain.

His name was Wang Peng!

Beside him stood another, middle-aged in appearance, tall and slender, with a narrow-bodied, thin sword at his waist, its scabbard condensed with year-round unfrozen thin ice.

His name was Li Hanfeng!

His constitution is the sword!

As for the third, he appeared like a well-read, elegant scholar.

Dressed in a blue-gray long robe, his complexion fair, bearing a touch of scholarly air, and seven parts concealed sharpness.

In his hand he held a bamboo slip, on which countless characters could be seen.

His constitution is the word!

His name was Li Xuanze!

As for the last of the four, he was the Blood Cloud Daoist!

His hair was crimson red like burning flames, scattered messily over his shoulders, his face withered like a skull, his whole being resembling an evil ghost crawled out from the depths of a blood sea.

As he advanced, blood clouds surged from his entire body, matching the bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth, as if the whole world should be devoured by his blood clouds.

These four, each one, were also quasi-immortals!

At this moment, ten quasi-immortals descended upon Eastern Wanggu, the entire Eastern Wanggu in an uproar, the heavens churning, the earth rumbling, all peoples shaken.

Tension and palpitations became the main theme, erupting in the hearts of all beings.

Divine beings, no exception!

As for the quasi-immortals of those holy lands, their hearts were already thunderclaps rolling, their shock transformed into towering waves, sweeping through all mind and spirit.

Indeed, the descent of these nine others, even if not matching the first, were all quasi-immortal emperors, and each manifestation would cause intense ripples in Eastern Wanggu's rules and laws.

Affecting all things!

In the cognition of these holy land quasi-immortals, this was already power infinitely close to that of Xia Xian, any one of them surpassing a Yani Zi.

Most importantly, even if they had never possessed a constitution, they had learned of the existence of constitutions from ancient immortals and a Yani Zi.

And these descendents... actually all possessed constitutions!

And the concentration was so high it was shocking to hear.

Moreover, what shocked them further was their age!

These ten quasi-immortals, each one's age was relatively young, obviously... all peerless heavenly prodigies!

Such a person, even one alone, would be enough to shock the world and defy convention.

But now... there were ten!

Ten great emperors!

Thus Eastern Wanggu was shocked, myriad races trembled, holy lands shaken, divine beings solemn!

They did not know where these ten great emperors came from, or why they came!

At the Empress's side, the feeling of unreality in her heart intensified to the extreme, she drew a deep breath, about to speak.

But within the vortex, suddenly a cough was transmitted.

This one cough became a storm, stirring up to the highest.

"Still more?"

The holy lands trembled, myriad races shuddered, the Empress's pupils contracted.

Within the vortex, the eleventh person descended.

This person wore a light gray brocade robe, black hair neatly bound with a jade cap, the tail hanging to the waist, countenance gentle, eyes glowing with warmth, as if able to make one let down all defenses.

The whole person appeared like a warm, jade-like scion of a noble family.

It was Zhou Zhengli!

As he approached, he wore a humble smile, but Li Mengtu and others instinctively turned their gazes toward him.

This scene drew attention from the holy lands and myriad races, the Empress likewise looked toward Zhou Zhengli, analyzing in her heart whether he might be the leader of all, when Zhou Zhengli laughed and transmitted a gentle voice.

"Sorry, we encountered some things on the way, with several divine masters intercepting our master in the Primordial Sea."

The master is concerned about the safety of Eastern Wanggu, so he sent us ahead first; therefore... we arrived a little late.

And the master is also on the way, and should arrive shortly.

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